When I was in eighth grade when I heard about foothill I wanted to go there. I talked with some of my friends that go here. They told me that it whas a very good school. so i applied for it. But i wanted to go to buena because my friends were all going there. But i was in the boundry of ventura. I also wanted to go to buena because my brother and sister went there.
When i applied for foothill i really wanted to go. So i applied for the lottery and crossed my finger. I was nervous and i was also excited. The day that the letter came and it said i was on the waiting list i was extremely dissapointed but excited that i was put on the waiting list. So i waited everyday for a call that said i was accepted. But then two weeks from school came and i still didnt get a call. I was really bumbed. But then a few days before orientaion i got a call that i had been accepted and i was extremely happy. Thats how i got into foothill.
If i had not gotten accepted to foothill then i would have had to go to ventura. I had never really been to ventura before or know what the people are really lke there. I wanted to go to buena but my boundrys were set at ventura. So i applied for an interdistricttransfer. Months passed by and i did not get accepted to that. So i was bumbed to tell my friends that i was not going to buena. But i was even more bumbed that i had to go to ventura. But then i had gotten accepted to foothill and i was excited. So i came to foothill by choice.
Before i went here i looked up about it. I talked to some of my friends who went here and they told me about it. What type of work they had, how mutch, if it was easy or hard. But when he told my about the ninth grade project i almost did not want to come here. he told me how big it was and how important to my grade it was and i freaked out. Also my mom new some of here friends kids who went here and said it was a great school and it was described as my type of school. The information i was given basically put my brain and heart in sync and i knew i wanted to go here.
Before i went here i talked with my parents a lot about it. We talked about the facts that were good about it. We talked about the facts that were good like the computers and smaller classes so that i could learn better and how i was a good school to learn from. But did not want to go to footghill because of the fact that my friends were not going here. The factor that meade me want to go to here and not want to go anywhere else. But in the end i knew i wanted to go to foothill.
When i went to foothill i was worried about doing good or not doing good here. But i have loved everyday i have been here.
When i applied for foothill i really wanted to go. So i applied for the lottery and crossed my finger. I was nervous and i was also excited. The day that the letter came and it said i was on the waiting list i was extremely dissapointed but excited that i was put on the waiting list. So i waited everyday for a call that said i was accepted. But then two weeks from school came and i still didnt get a call. I was really bumbed. But then a few days before orientaion i got a call that i had been accepted and i was extremely happy. Thats how i got into foothill.
If i had not gotten accepted to foothill then i would have had to go to ventura. I had never really been to ventura before or know what the people are really lke there. I wanted to go to buena but my boundrys were set at ventura. So i applied for an interdistricttransfer. Months passed by and i did not get accepted to that. So i was bumbed to tell my friends that i was not going to buena. But i was even more bumbed that i had to go to ventura. But then i had gotten accepted to foothill and i was excited. So i came to foothill by choice.
Before i went here i looked up about it. I talked to some of my friends who went here and they told me about it. What type of work they had, how mutch, if it was easy or hard. But when he told my about the ninth grade project i almost did not want to come here. he told me how big it was and how important to my grade it was and i freaked out. Also my mom new some of here friends kids who went here and said it was a great school and it was described as my type of school. The information i was given basically put my brain and heart in sync and i knew i wanted to go here.
Before i went here i talked with my parents a lot about it. We talked about the facts that were good about it. We talked about the facts that were good like the computers and smaller classes so that i could learn better and how i was a good school to learn from. But did not want to go to footghill because of the fact that my friends were not going here. The factor that meade me want to go to here and not want to go anywhere else. But in the end i knew i wanted to go to foothill.
When i went to foothill i was worried about doing good or not doing good here. But i have loved everyday i have been here.